Preparation: about 30 mins
Imagine yourself on a Satuday morning, you feel like cooking something nice… This is your dish!
Go to the fish monger and ask for cockles (fasolari in Italian). 220 more words
The problem: I want steamed clams. My dad wants steamed clams. My son won’t eat them. Nor will my mom. I don’t want to cook two meals, because as much as I like to cook, this is not a bloody restaurant. 386 more words
So I slightly burned this the first time round, so I had another crack at it!
It’s been a couple of months since I tried something new from my trusty Cupboard Love book, and as my lover pointed out: a while since I’ve stirred something different into some pasta. 389 more words
I love going to the grocery store; I do it several times a week, if only for a few things. I know, I know, it is poor planning on my part, but I enjoy weaving through the aisles, checking out new and interesting ingredients I may have missed during my previous visit. 859 more words